"Daddy! Daddy!"

They're clearly still excited.

Lu Zhengjun: "..."

It won't be again tonight...

No, no!

The two little ones hugged Lu Zhengjun's arm and kissed him without any hesitation, even though he had just woken up and hadn't washed up.

"Daddy, wake up! Give me a kiss and you're up!"

Lu Zhengjun was so happy she was dizzy early in the morning.

He led the two little ones to wash up, while Su Yueya went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the four of them. The rest of the family had already woken up and eaten breakfast.

"Crescent Moon, the eggs on the table are boiled. You can each have one," Qiao Hanxue said.

"Okay, thank you, Dad."

Su Yueya planned to make some more noodles for Lu Zhengjun. One egg was definitely not enough for him, so she also picked out some pickled vegetables. He hadn't had this for three years, and he must miss it.

After their father came along, Lu Siyuan and Lu Si'an seemed to have lost their ability to walk, and they had to be carried by their father wherever they went.

"Let's go, to the dining room!" Lu Si'an called out, raising his hand to indicate the direction.

"Yes, Your Highness."

When the three of them arrived at the dining room, Su Yueya had already prepared breakfast: a bowl of steaming noodles with pickled vegetables, eggs cooked by Qiao Hanxue, and steamed meat buns.

Everything felt so familiar.

"It smells so good!" Lu Zhengjun exclaimed, taking a deep breath. Heaven knows how much he had missed this breakfast. For the past three years, he had been craving this one bite. "My wife has worked so hard. I especially miss your noodles."

“Then eat it all,” Su Yueya said, making a specific request, “and drink the soup too.”

"I guarantee the mission will be accomplished!" Lu Zhengjun saluted.

The two little ones watched their parents interact, not understanding anything, but just laughing silly.

The dining room simply couldn't contain the overflowing happiness of their family of four.

After breakfast, it's time to fulfill the promise.

The two little ones were staring at them expectantly, waiting for the meal to be finished, for everyone to tidy up, change clothes, and go to the courtyard to show off their dad—no, to stroll around the courtyard.

Let's go.

Lu Zhengjun and Su Yueya each led one of them, and the four of them set off.

Today is Saturday, and many people in the compound were already resting, making it much livelier than a weekday.

"What games do you usually play with the other children in the compound?" Lu Zhengjun asked, wanting to learn more about the children.

“Playing house!” Lu Si’an said, annoyed. “They always want to play the parents with me, but I don’t want to because they’re not good-looking. I only agree to play with my brother.”

Lu Zhengjun: "..."

For a moment, he didn't know how to evaluate it. At least by sheer chance, his daughter's strict preference for good looks had prevented her from being taken advantage of by those little boys, which was a good thing.

“Hmm, our An’an is really principled.” Lu Zhengjun racked her brains to come up with a sentence.

Su Yueya was about to die laughing.

"I don't know who she learned it from, but she just likes good-looking people," Su Yueya said.

Perhaps it's innate?

After all, no one is born liking ugly things. If they could choose, they would definitely choose the good-looking ones; that's instinct.

"It's possible that An'an learned it from Xinruo?" Lu Zhengjun guessed, after all, he had gotten his sister-in-law to acknowledge him as her brother-in-law by virtue of his good looks.

Su Yueya thought this guess made a lot of sense, and Lu Si'an always said the same thing to Qiao Xinruo in a serious manner when he said he liked pretty things.

“At least I’m not worried about the aesthetic aspect,” Su Yueya said.

Lu Zhengjun nodded.

The family strolled around the courtyard, chatting and laughing. They encountered many people, and when they saw Lu Zhengjun, everyone expressed their shock.

Su Yueya patiently explained that he had been required to carry out his mission and had not actually sacrificed himself. The military would explain the situation later, and everyone would know what had happened.

"Auntie, it's not convenient to say too much right now, since it involves the details of the mission. Let's wait for the military's announcement," Su Yueya said.

"Good, good!" Everyone was genuinely happy for Su Yueya. "It's good that she's alright, who cares what happened!"

"That's right! Now that Zhengjun is back, I see how happy Xiaoyuan and An'an are!"

"Crescent Moon Girl is happy too! It's a joyous occasion, who wouldn't be happy!"

"I knew it! Such a fine young man, how could he just sacrifice himself like that? It's good that Zhengjun is back!"

Some people offered their sincere blessings, while others disapproved.

Mo Youyou also brought Liu Shengrui out to play today.

She hadn't walked far when she spotted Su Yueya's family. She wondered why there was a man next to Su Yueya. Could he be her new lover?

She knew that someone as fickle and restless as Su Yueya could never truly remain a widow for Lu Zhengjun; finding a second spring was only a matter of time.

Unexpectedly, after only a few years, Su Yueya couldn't bear the loneliness anymore.

She wanted to see what kind of men Su Yueya could find given her current circumstances!

Mo Youyou looked at the man's face—

"Ah—!" she screamed instantly, as if she had gone mad, shouting loudly, "A ghost! A ghost! There's a ghost—"

The sudden scream attracted the attention of the rest of the people in the courtyard. One by one, the aunties gathered around, curiously looking around, searching for the ghost that Mo Youyou had mentioned.

"What? In broad daylight, where did this ghost come from?"

"Hey, are you seeing things? Look again, there are perfectly normal people here, there's no ghost here!"

"That's right, we're a socialist country, we don't do those mystical things. There are no ghosts in this world, so stop shouting nonsense!"

Mo Youyou looked panicked and wouldn't listen to her aunts' advice at all, but she subconsciously moved closer to them.

There really are ghosts!

She needs to stay close to everyone and absorb more positive energy to avoid being grabbed by ghosts.

"He—" Mo Youyou pointed at Lu Zhengjun, her voice trembling, "It's him, he's the ghost! Wasn't Lu Zhengjun already dead? Ahhhhh, a ghost! Get away, get away—"

Like someone who had lost their mind, Mo Youyou retreated while frantically waving her arms, looking genuinely terrified that she would be taken away by a ghost.

But she was indeed a good mother. At least in this "life-threatening" moment, she did not let go of her son's hand, but held it tightly and pulled Liu Shengrui back together.

Everyone: "..."

After everyone realized that the ghost Mo Youyou was referring to was Lu Zhengjun, they all wore expressions of utter speechlessness.

Why does Mo Youyou always say such strange things?